fate of the alpha - episode 2 by tasha black

Author:tasha black [black, tasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: 13th Story Press
Published: 2015-01-23T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Grace stood before Julian, trembling with desire.

Why had he stopped kissing her?

She would have liked to kiss him all night, maybe even all year.

He’d said he wanted her. Badly. The memory of his words washed over her, warming her from the inside. She searched his blue eyes for a clue about what she had done wrong.

“That business with the egg,” he demanded. “Was that enough?”

His words didn’t even make sense. What business?

Oh.

“No, that wasn’t enough,” she whispered.

The magic wasn’t the source of her desire.

She didn’t know exactly why she wanted him - needed him. She had never felt this way about anyone before. It couldn’t be love, because she didn’t know him, and what she did know, she mostly didn’t like. But it sure felt the way love was supposed to feel.

“Good girl,” he said again.

Every cell in her body bubbled over with joy, though she was a strong woman, and had never wanted anyone to call her ‘good girl’ before.

“Do you have another bedroom?” he asked.

She ought to have thought he was presumptuous, asking a question like that when they were only kissing and she was supposed to be making pancakes. Instead she felt sweet relief.

Until she remembered that her bed was full of canines.

“No, that’s the only one,” she replied.

He smiled and she figured he must have heard the regret in her voice.

“Come on,” he told her, “I have an idea!”

He took her hand and led her into the living room.

Gazing at the sofa, he muttered, “Disponat vobis.”

The sofa unfurled like it was stretching after a long nap. Branches grew out of its back, and before Grace’s eyes it morphed into a bed with a railing made of living trees.

“Succendunt ignem,” he said to the fireplace.

To Grace’s wonder, a small fire appeared in it. She stepped forward to look at it. The flames danced merrily, and the air in the room was already getting toasty.

She sensed him moving behind her, then felt his hand on her arm and his warm breath in her ear.

“Is this okay? I’ll turn it back into a sofa in the morning.”

“It’s beautiful,” she told him.

“You are beautiful,” he whispered, and ran his hand down her arm. Her skin tingled in its wake.

He wrapped his other arm around her waist and held her that way for a long time as they stood together, gazing into the magic fire.

Julian slid one hand up her chest to curl around her neck. His hand was warm and though the position was unusual, Grace didn’t feel threatened. She could feel her own pulse against his hand. Or maybe it was his pulse.

“You’re brave and you’re beautiful. And you have such incredible restraint. I’m going to enjoy stripping that away from you, my love,” he whispered. And though his words were smooth, his voice was harsh with desire.

The hair on the back of Grace’s neck lifted and she stopped breathing.

Since she was a teenager, she had tormented herself about why boys never made her feel anything. Was she the ice queen the boys called her?

Then she’d had the magic.

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